„Persons are not known by intellect alone, not by principles alone, but only by love. It is when we love the other, the enemy, that we obtain from God the key to an understanding of who he is, and who we are.“
— Thomas Merton Priest and author 1915 - 1968
Context: Persons are not known by intellect alone, not by principles alone, but only by love. It is when we love the other, the enemy, that we obtain from God the key to an understanding of who he is, and who we are. It is only this realization that can open to us the real nature of our duty, and of right action. To shut out the person and to refuse to consider him as a person, as an other self, we resort to the impersonal "law" and to abstract "nature." That is to say we block off the reality of the other, we cut the intercommunication of our nature and his nature, and we consider only our own nature with its rights, its claims, it demands. And we justify the evil we do to our brother because he is no longer a brother, he is merely an adversary, an accused. To restore communication, to see our oneness of nature with him, and to respect his personal rights and his integrity, his worthiness of love, we have to see ourselves as similarly accused along with him … and needing, with him, the ineffable gift of grace and mercy to be saved. Then, instead of pushing him down, trying to climb out by using his head as a stepping-stone for ourselves, we help ourselves to rise by helping him to rise. For when we extend our hand to the enemy who is sinking in the abyss, God reaches out to both of us, for it is He first of all who extends our hand to the enemy. It is He who "saves himself" in the enemy, who makes use of us to recover the lost groat which is His image in our enemy. Letter to Dorothy Day (20 December 1961).
— Jean de La Bruyère 17th-century French writer and philosopher 1645 - 1696
„Sweetheart we're alone
And you are mine.
Let's make this night a night to remember.
Don't make our love a cold dying ember,
For with the dawn, you'll be gone.“
— Elvis Presley American singer and actor 1935 - 1977
You'll Be Gone, written by Elvis Presley, Red West and Charlie Hodge (1961)
„Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. When we can be alone, we can be with others without using them as a means of escape.“
— Bell Hooks American author, feminist, and social activist 1952
„Alone am I, and alone I wish to be;
Alone my sweet love has left me.
Alone am I, without friend or mate,
Alone am I, mournful and angry.“
— Christine de Pizan Italian French late medieval author 1364 - 1430
Cent Balades, no. 11, line 1; Maurice Roy (ed.) Œuvres Poétiques de Christine de Pisan (1886) vol. 1, p. 12. Translation from Aliki Barnstone & Willis Barnstone (eds.) A Book of Women Poets from Antiquity to Now (1980) p. 203.
„As Love alone can exquisitely bless,
Love only feels the marvellous of pain;
Opens new veins of torture in the soul,
And wakes the nerve where agonies are born.“
— Edward Young English poet 1683 - 1765
The Brothers (1753), Act V, scene i.
„Love alone is capable of uniting living beings in such a way as to complete and fulfill them, for it alone takes them and joins them by what is deepest in themselves. All we need is to imagine our ability to love developing until it embraces the totality of men and the earth.“
— Pierre Teilhard De Chardin French philosopher and Jesuit priest 1881 - 1955
„When God gets us alone through suffering, heartbreak, temptation, disappointment, sickness, or by thwarted friendship - when He gets us absolutely alone, and we are totally speechless, unable to ask even one question, then He begins to teach us.“
— Oswald Chambers British missionary 1874 - 1917
„Living with someone you love can be lonelier than living entirely alone, if the one that you love doesn't love you.“
— Tennessee Williams, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof and Other Plays
„Don't wait for it," I said. "Create a world, your world. Alone. Stand alone. Create. And then the love will come to you, then it comes to you. It was only when I wrote my first book that the world I wanted to live in opened to me.“
— Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anais Nin Volume 1 1931-1934: Vol. 1